Jiggly Me

I’m jiggly. I know I look pretty darn good for having a baby less than two weeks ago…but let’s be honest…parts of me jiggle that didn’t jiggle before. And they jiggle even when I’m trying to make them not jiggle. On  the upside, one of those parts is my boobs…that happens to be an awesome jiggle that I hope never ever goes away!!! The jiggle I’m hoping does go away (and SOON) is my stomach. It literally shakes when I laugh. Santa Claus aint got shit on me!!! I do fit into my pre-pregnancy clothes, but considering I was able to wear most of them my entire pregnancy, it’s really not saying much. I want my nice flat, toned, muscular, abs back!!! Took me four months to see the six pack after Bee, but I don’t have that kind of time now!!! Four months from now it will be October…no longer swimsuit season. Ok…there’s a chance it will still be swimsuit season, it is Lemoore after all. The land of cow smells and summer that lasts 6 or 7 months of the year. But that’s not the point!!! It’s summer now & there’s only so long I can get away with laying on my stomach or flat on my back, the only two positions that make my stomach look deceivingly flat. Too bad the doctor couldn’t tuck up a few extra inches when she stitched up my c-section…I would have even paid extra for it!

Guess I’ll just have to do it the old fashioned way…by throwing up after every meal. Just kidding…that’s a waste of money, anorexia is WAY cheaper. Kidding again. For now I’ve cut out all starchy carbs except for breakfast, and even that is healthy whole grain ones. Lunch and dinner are fish or chicken with lots of vegetables. I even picked up some frozen fruit to whip up smoothies in between meals…gotta keep the energy up to chase Bee and the calories to breast feed Slash (which in turn keeps the boobies big and bouncy!).  So far…I had spaghetti and garlic toast Sunday and Monday, then Tuesday I ate really well all day…whole wheat French toast with peanut butter, berry smoothie for a snack, tilapia with vegetables and yogurt for lunch, salmon with broccoli & asparagus for dinner…and cheesecake. A big glorious smooth rich and creamy piece of cheesecake. I had to…I was out to dinner for a friends birthday and it would have been borderline sacrilege not to indulge at least a little bit. I brought a second slice home & ate it for breakfast this morning. It’s ok though. It was a fresh strawberry one which counts as fruit, dairy, and grain (the graham cracker crust). Good thing I didn’t order the chocolate one. Because then I would have just been a fat ass eating cheese cake for breakfast.

Exercise wise I started in on p90x and Billy Blanks Tae Bo Amped. Let me just say…I <3 you Billy Blanks. I’m limited on what exercises I can do. After Bee I started doing full ab work way too soon and pulled an internal stitch. I know it sounds painful, but you really can’t comprehend the full force of that pain unless you’ve been there done that. It was so bad, I went to the nearest hospita…the one with the security guard at the front and the metal detectors…instead of a safer one a little further away…the one without the metal detectors. I’ve never seen so many homeless people in one room at once. That whole experience was enough to convince me to take it easy on my abs for a while. It’s hard to resist the urge, but every time I start thinking maybe I’ll just do a few sit ups, I remember the guy laying on the gurney with a homemade shank sticking out of his side…and the way he smelled. Imagine is somebody ate dead baby, then vomited it up, and the vomit sat in the hot sun all day. That memory is enough to stop me from crunchin it up.

Honestly, I’m scared I won’t get back to where I was. What if this time around, the extra sticks around? I’ve always taken enormous pride in my body and worked hard to maintain it. I’ve always had a bangin body & could wear whatever I wanted or nothing at all and not worry a bit about what people thought when they saw. I’m not ready to give that up!!! I know I need to be patient…but I sure wish I could speed it up a little bit.